Luyện nghe bài hát It's On

Welcome mutha fuckaz, to Murda Fo Free, I be Sinna.

Ha-Ha-Haaaa. Tha Klepto, Bio Killaz, Tha-3

Ima set the straight, I don't try and be black
This is me mutha fucka, is how I really act
In fact I react with a full blown
Beatin' up dad over a cigarette pack
A Thug in the bitch, don't ask questions
Spittin' all the wrong in these rap sessions
yeah ima dawg, thoroughbred rot wilier
Your woman wants to fuck me that her the pedophiler
I got gang ties than tha mutha fuckin' Godfather
You wanna start shit bitch? Don't bother
Just stay home it makes it a lot more
my glock is my baby gurl, I love squeezin'er
We rap for fun and we kill to get
you greasy mutha fuckaz out like cascade

Gangsta, Gangsta, Tell'em it's on
We da Killaz On The Run so grab a fuckin gun (Repeated)
Now I'm thuggin', straight mean muggin'
You best tell ya fuckin' homeboy to stop buggin'
'cause I'll whip his mutha fuckin' bitch face chin
Stomp in his guts a little, I do it again
'cause you, hit you wit a one two
Ya ass is on the 'cause tha cops dunno where I stuck you
Nigga you did it, who you think you kiddin?
worry about ya family Saint Sinna'z babysittin'
Honky got pissed so I took of ya
bury ya, In the cemetaria
Check tha name suckaz, Bio fo real
We live up to tha killa part of tha mutha fuckin
We not Bone Thugz, but we thugs to tha
Once we start threatenin' with chrome, Nigga, On

Gangsta, Gangsta, Tell'em it's on
We da Killaz On The Run so grab a fuckin gun (Repeated)

So we back once again, this we makin' noise
And It's On like a fat bitch on a ride at Cedar
We mutha fuckin' niggaz known as the Bio
(Tha what?) Killaz, Killaz,
That's right muh fuckaz tha name
'cause it's our to gain fame in tha rap game
Lyrics to ya brain, I'm rammin' it, and it
And it, God dammin' it
psycho for failing anger management
That's why, before any mutha every heard of ya
murder ya, Yeah that's right lemme repeat it, I'll murder ya
I don't a fuck about nuthin, tick tockin' like a bomb
And about to blow up in face 'cause it's on

Saint Sinno, Saint Sizzle, Saint
Takin' out you weak all before
I'm a digital thug, and you all 8-Tracks
I stick in ya like tha duck from Aflac
A baseball bat ya mutha fuckin head
You best back before I do it again
Mutha fuckaz words that they know that ain't right
I guess a night ain't a night unless it with a fight
alright, that's tight, I'll til' dawn
But tommorow's anotha day so believe that It's On